

A outlet for me to express my creative writings. Stories, poems or sometimes just expressions of the day in regards to the news, music or whatever else attracts my attention.
We had to sign a waiver. One that said if we hurt ourselves it is our own fault and neither myself or my next of kin could sue. That should have been my first clue. I had rather graphic thoughts of leaping up onto a pole and having it break with my weight, falling through the floor boards and landing in the basement. This, however, and I am pleased to announce, did not happen. Amazingly enough.
I should actually tell you a bit about myself as I failed to do this in the past. I am a 56 year old grandmother of 9. I am not in as good a shape as I should be and I pack around a good 30+ pounds extra. Mostly belly fat. I also am not as physically strong as I should be either. Let me just say this. When the urge to workout strikes me, I usually sit down and eat chocolate until the urge passes. That said I will continue my story.
The ladies at the center were really wonderful. They took the time to show us what the program was all about and offered some great advice on how to get through it. And then we started. First we walked in a big circle while stretching out or in my case finding muscles. Then we were on mats on the floor finding more muscles. A half hour later we were warmed up. That should have been my second clue. How can pole dancing be that strenuous that one would have to warm up for that long? We stretched and we rolled and we pushed every part of our bodies up and down all while trying to do a sexy walk and running our hands over our bodies. Then we got to go to the poles. Okay….here comes the sexy stuff I thought. NOPE… I would be wrong again. Believe me when I tell you that there is nothing about it that is sexy. I just looked like an overweight seal trying to move around something in the way. I am positive I couldn’t and wouldn’t have “turned on” the seal either. Talk about awkward. I was assured that it would come with practice though and if tonight didn’t kill me, maybe I will get better. After about 20 minutes trying to do unnatural acts on a pole, it was time to take on the wall. Yup….you heard me….dancing with a wall. I do have to say that using a solid item like a pole and a wall has its advantages though. They held me up!!!
We did this wall thing and then back down on the floor and the mats to wind down but it was worse than the warm up. And those ladies…let me tell you they didn’t leave one body part alone. They worked every inch and every muscle in our bodies. It was really hard work but fun.
I can see the advantages of doing this work out and believe me, if I can move tomorrow I will be doing it again. I just have to wait and see if I survived this marathon I feel I have just completed. All in all, it was really fun and later when I learn to move properly it will be a sexy addition. Hey… who doesn’t want sexy….Right!!!
Oh dear....I was just sent this on email from my sister-in-law. i have no idea where it originally came from or who wrote it BUT it is just too cute not to pass along. Enjoy !!!
I asked the Lord to tell me
Why my house is such a mess
He asked if I’d been computering
And I had to answer “Yes”.
He told me to get off my fanny
And tidy up the house.
And so I started cleaning up
The smudges off my mouse.
I wiped and shined the topside
That really did the trick…
I was just admiring my work
I didn’t mean to “click”.
But click I did and oops I found
A real absorbing site
That I go SO way into it
I was into it all night.
Nothing’s changed except my mouse
It’s very very shiny.
I guess my house will stay a mess…
While I sit here on my hiney.
What the hell am I talking about…..SMOKING (or quitting in my case)
Now all the rage is to berate everything that has anything to do with smoking or people who do. One lady even suggested that when someone sees another with a cigarette, they were to go up and grab it out of their mouths. YEAH…..how would you like a fist in your face for your unsolicited effort. I suggested that when we see someone without a cigarette we should shove one in. How’d you like that Lady??? But all fun things aside…I have taken inspiration from my daughter and have decided to quit.
And talk about taking on a quest. No smoking and planning on losing weight at the same time. I figure every time I feel the need to smoke, I will just hop on the bike or the tread mill and work out. Are you laughing yet? Okay…the challenge is on. I know I can do this. I know I will live through it and I know I will be better for it.
As for my love life, I am working things out with HIM. It would appear that he was as unsure too not about me but himself. He is talking about coming in April maybe for 2 months. He doesn’t smoke either so he will be pleased to see that I don’t smoke anymore. And the loss of weight won’t hurt either.
Wish me luck and strength to endure. Pray I don’t feel the need to “kill” anything during my withdrawals. Thanks in advance for your support. I know you will be there my bloggy friends….
When I was little,
I used to believe in the concept of one best friend,
And then I started to become a woman.
And then I found out that if you allow your heart to open up,
God would show you the best in many friends
One friend is needed when you're going through things with your man.
Another friend is needed when you're going through things with your mom.
Another will sit beside you in the bleachers as you delight in your children and their activities.
Another when you want to shop, share, heal, hurt, joke, or just be.
One friend will say, 'Let's cry together,'
Another , 'Let's fight together,'
Another , 'Let's walk away together.'
One friend will meet your spiritual need,
Another your shoe fetish,
Another your love for movies,
Another will be with you in your season of confusion,
Another will be your clarifier,
Another the wind beneath your wings
But whatever their assignment in your life,
On whatever the occasion,
On whatever the day,
Or wherever you need them to meet you with their gym shoes on and hair pulled back,
Or to hold you back from making a complete fool of yourself .
Those are your best friends.
It may all be wrapped up in one woman, But for many, it's wrapped up in several..
One from 7th grade,
One from high school,
Several from the college years,
A couple from old jobs,
On some days your mother,
On some days your neighbor,
On others, your sisters,
And on some days, your daughters.
So whether they've been a friend for 20 minutes or 20+ years,
remember to tell them how important they are in your life. And also remember that God has placed them in your life to make a difference..
I met Paul (real name withheld) online. I had no idea how old he was but I guessed younger than me. At first he told me he was 35 but alas (or yippy) he is younger still. 31 to be exact…I am over 50. We talked for 8 months. Every single day for hours either by messenger or Skype. Then I flew to
I know that both my girls will help me, and I know this because neither of them were exactly fond of him but kept their opinions mostly to themselves. But they will also help because I know they love me. That is why I have been depressed and not blogging much. I just don’t want to bring everyone down with me.
It must be over I say to myself but hope still lingers as I am trying to put my heart back in place. So with that I am trying to start again. Don’t worry about me…..and for the occasion I wrote a poem.
LIVING WITH TEARS IN MY EYES
He took my soul, my essence, my tomorrows
He left my heart
Aching and longing
Wondering what to do
Where to go
Filling with un-cried tears and love
That has no place to go.
My eyes are filled with tears and ready for release
I blink and prevent them from flowing
But one escapes and drips down my cheek
I catch it in my palm as it falls
And there in my hand I am looking at
A symbol of my sorrow
My heartache
My loss
My pain
My misery.
My eyes fill again
Never to be empty when I think of him
He is always on my mind
All that he meant to me.
All hopes for the future…gone
I will learn to live with tears in my eyes
And hope beyond hope
They will finally drown my heart.